All Chapters of Bending to the Lycan's Warth: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Edwina. I almost couldn't believe that our plan had succeeded to this extent, a daring escape in motion. I moved forward, driven by a sense of determination and a willingness to face whatever consequences awaited me. Death seemed a preferable outcome to a life of submission. The chariot glided slowly through the night, the moon casting an ethereal glow on the beautiful maids lining our path. After a brief ride, an unspoken understanding passed between Benita and me — it was time to forge our path. Locking eyes, we steered the horses onto a different route, disappearing into the shadows without a backward glance. Confusion reigned among the maids we left behind. The abrupt shift in our trajectory confounded them, and it took precious moments for them to comprehend the situation. As realization dawned, screams pierced the air, a discordant melody of surprise and alarm. Benita and I urged the horses forward, racing like maniacs through the night. Meanwhile, Rebecca, our unwi

EDWARD I'm perplexed. Why would anyone want to kidnap Rebecca? It doesn't make any sense. Is someone trying to upset me? If so, it's a foolish move because I'm not that upset. I just feel obligated to find her, and it's more than a little disrespectful. Yes, I have every right to be angry. Today was supposed to be my wedding day, so what is this disgrace all about? "Who dares to lay hands on the bride of the king?" I asked angrily. "Sire, we don't know yet. The escorts said she was riding on her horse to the venue, then two riders took a different turn and fled..." "No, that doesn't make any sense. Ordinary riders cannot pull off something like this. This is the work of someone in a high position. Someone with audacity is involved in this." "Where are the guards? I need a good number of them to accompany me!" I stepped out of the room, and they all walked with me. "Also, get all the gates to exit the town locked," I commanded. As we were leaving, they began sounding

EDWINA The drug's effect on Rebeca manifested in a relentless hunger and drowsiness, painting vulnerability across her once defiant facade. Benita and I maintained a quiet vigilance, aware that every decision held the potential to alter the course of our unpredictable journey. Amid this hushed voyage, the only audible disturbance was the growling protest of Rebeca's stomach. Hungry and weakened by the drug's influence, Rebeca could not endure the silent torment any longer. The stillness shattered as she broke the silence with a demand, her tone dripping with both desperation and rudeness. "Please, can I have some food at least?" she implored, her pride momentarily eclipsed by the insistent growls emanating from her stomach. "Oh, I thought you rejected it earlier," Benita remarked, her words carrying a subtle mockery. "Well, that was then, but I'm hungry now, and I need to eat," Rebeca retorted, her entitlement evident in her tone. "The pretty lady wants some f

Edwina The trip back to Avalor turned into an endurance test because there was just one horse left to draw the wrecked chariot. The damaged carriage moaned with disapproval, its wheels resonating with the fatigue of the chase we had abandoned. Closer to the gates of Avalor, My eyes flicked back and forth between our objective on the horizon and the increasing cloud of dust that indicated Edward and his men's unrelenting advance. The crisp night air had a hint of impending danger, and I could feel my heart palpating with anxiety. But fear didn't stop me; on the contrary, it strengthened my drive. The gates of Avalor stood enticingly close, even with the exhaustion that set in. The hunt was getting closer with every heartbeat, and every second seemed to drag on forever. My senses perked up as the gates grew bigger. The win, or whatever you want to call it at that point, was almost within my grasp, but the smell of chasing enemies persisted. "Edwina!" My name echoed thr

Edwina"You are trying to prove stubborn now, Edwina? Ok, fine… I’ll get you your mother, or rather, I'll tell you where your mother is…” He smirked wickedly.“Your sweet mother is a long way from here, Edwina! If you are serious about finding her, I suggest you take a trip to the bottom of the ocean, or rather, I can send you straight to her!” His laughter echoed through my ears, and it sentchills down my spine.“What! What are you talking about, Damien? I did what you asked me! We… we had a deal… no… no, you can't do this to me!” My voice trembled with a mixture of desperation and disbelief. This can't be happening. He can’t be serious!“Well, you took too long to return, and your mother? She just wouldn't stop whining like a little bitch.” He rolled his eyes and sighed, a callous indifference fill his words.At that moment, the reality of the situation crashed down on me like a tidal wave. I had gambled with the devil, and now the stakes were higher than ever.“To be honest, I did